Usual stuff, this is fiction and I've taken a few liberties with reality. Oh, and we're all over eighteen. ******* Preamble ******* "Hi Tom, what's up?" I looked up to see Jerry, my best friend coming over to where I was sat. We had arranged to meet, as usual, in the bar of the Newton Arms. "Nothing much. Have a pew." I pushed back a chair for him to si...
Jeremy was utterly confused with his life. Ever since he'd left high school he'd been aware of an overriding problem regarding his sexuality. I met him at his eighteenth birthday party laid on by his parents. I was invited, being the son of his mother's friend . They both attend the women's institute in Peckham, London. They thought I would be a good influ...
I had a wedding of a friend to attend and needed a new suit for the occasion. This was Thursday afternoon and the wedding was tomorrow! Although leaving it late, I was sure I would get a suit off the rack as my size is fairly average. Traffic in the city was heavy and time was tight getting to the shop before closing, but I arrived at 5.20 with ten minutes t...
The title of course is misleading; my first penis continues to be my own. This tale barely mentions my second, which belonged to my teenaged wank-off buddy Lenny, as both of us messed around with each other as horny, small-town adolescents. But somehow "My Third Penis" just doesn't make for a captivating title, however accurate it might be. The adjective "...
I'm not quite sure where this all began, although I suppose I can hazard a guess. I watched (and still do watch) a fair amount of porn, and at some indeterminate point, I began noticing the guys' cocks. At first, I noticed the differences between cut and uncut ones, and then began to compare them for their length and girth. I began watching videos strictly w...
I looked back and forth between an old friend and a new one as they faced off, wondering what was going to happen next. Will could and did make the argument of our shared history, while Terry could claim that whatever it was that was going on between him and me should take precedence. It felt kind of cool having these guys each vying for me, while at the sam...
I was sitting close to Mister B while he drove us home. My head resting on his shoulder, and unbelievably, my right hand between his slightly parted thighs cradling his scrotum. His balls were very heavy in my small hand. The fear and panic I'd experienced moments earlier had subsided into resignation and regret. How could I have been so naive? I wondered...
In another time, another place ... You are the third son of King Phillip. The Kingdom of Eros operates differently than other countries -- famously so. While other realms choose rulers based on inheritance, power or money, Eros follows one unique system: the sex sport. Since the dawn of man, sex has been an economy of its own; it is a measure of power and tr...
The next morning, I awoke disoriented not only to place but also situation. I was in my uncle's bed and as I came to consciousness lying on my side I became aware first of my uncle's body pressed against my back and his arm draped over me, his hand firmly wrapped even in his sleep around my throbbing morning erection. Also the feeling of his big erect cock s...
I want to thank all those who sent me feedback on my first story. This story will include 2 of the characters from the first, but the premise is not the same. First, the story will be told in 3rd person, not in the 1st person as in my first story. The plot will be different as well. In fact, I have decided to go in a direction I have never gone in my writing...